She....

driven by fear , motivated by hunger she sees no danger every male her source of income, spread the legs wide like a dirty dog Every ride destroys her pride! she once dreamt of becoming a beautiful bride poor Soul her hopes are contaminated with filthiest desires. sometimes she despises the woman who she had become, but the nicotine soothes her anxiety one beast after the other, every night is a rough ride, the poverty keeps on rising like a tide. Deeper in sin she gets comfortable whenever she drowns herself in a bottle of whisky! indeed her life is terribly risky! Mother suffered the same fate, born in vain, she was a mermaid out of the rain. the cycle reigns her daughter wonders in her birth suit, scavenging for her next meal she is definitely a reigning curse!!